This week, the CBE Scroll features a series called “The Parsonage,” written by CBE Intern Krista Wilson, who is currently a student at Bethel University in St. Paul, MN. In it, she writes about her experiences living with a group of women who have felt God’s call to minister in the church. Enjoy! Moving into the [...]
This week, the CBE Scroll features a series called “The Parsonage,” written by CBE Intern Krista Wilson, who is currently a student at Bethel University in St. Paul, MN. In it, she writes about her experiences living with a group of women who have felt God’s call to minister in the church. Enjoy! At the Parsonage, [...]
This week, the CBE Scroll features a series called “The Parsonage,” written by CBE Intern Krista Wilson, who is currently a student at Bethel University in St. Paul, MN. In it, she writes about her experiences living with a group of women who have felt God’s call to minister in the church. Enjoy! On moving into [...]
This week, the CBE Scroll features a series called “The Parsonage,” written by CBE Intern Krista Wilson, who is currently a student at Bethel University in St. Paul, MN. In it, she writes about her experiences living with a group of women who have felt God’s call to minister in the church. Enjoy! In the middle [...]
CBE’s Northern Colorado chapter recently shared this blog post at their chapter meeting: http://seeprestonblog.com/2013/02/when-we-need-women-behind-the-pulpits/ “Shall we say to this one, keep silent and to this one, speak, when it is God who opens mouths and God who stirs hearts and God who gives winged words to those things we know not even to pray?” What do you [...]
As a whole, the church seems to have an inadequate theology on preaching. Preaching, we’re implicitly told, is standing behind a pulpit and delivering a three point, thirty minute sermon. All three features (location, methodology, and time) seem to be rather important in defining when a person actually preaches. Thus, when a woman stands somewhere [...]
When I was a child, I wanted to be just like my dad. He was a preacher, and I loved watching him preach. Hearing his voice fill the sanctuary, hearing the people cry “Amen!” as the Spirit moved. Something about it all thrilled me. I couldn’t name this desire, I just knew that I wanted [...]
